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Wasn't paying attention k, it's a human error.
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Ohhh....sorry my bad there, thought this was a clan
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I believe it'd be "clan", not "club".
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back with the cheese are we?
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Don't we have to guess for the first clue?
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HINT: The main plot has not been revealed yet.
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I highly doubt he would do that
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The Insurgence is coming back next issue I believe :)
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Guys, you can be sure anything over 200 words will not be considered
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Way too long
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80 words isn't enough, try to reach 100. I'll take the 2nd one then.
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Yes, just not too much. I'd say 120 is okay.
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No, sorry
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Tommy, you are a natural :wub:
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This one, there are some differences
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It's in the Middle of Nowhere
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Are you using this one or the previous entry? Guys, friendly advice, color doesn't make it better.
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Great to know people are enjoying writing entries for this contest! After all, contests are for fun, right?
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Results [Issue 31] Describe This in 100 Words!
Kevred replied to Kevred in [Issue 31] Describe This in 100 Words! Newspaper Archive
The results are in EN community! The amount of good entries were amazing, way more than I was expecting, so yeah, judging was way harder. but that's not what you care about, eh? What you care about is to se if those blue jewels will appear in your garage! Some friendly advice, when three quarters of the entries are poetic style, any human being would tend to give more points to other styles of writing. BUT I'M NOT HUMAN yes I am. Remember, extra points to originality! In 1st place, winner of 30 000 crystals is... In 2nd place, winner of 20 000 crystals is... In 3rd place, winner of 10 000 crystals is... And of course, consolation prizes of 5000 crystals go to the following: -
^ Don't worry, longer is better than shorter ;) Just make sure it isn't a 200 page story, and you're good.
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Story [Issue 31] The Titancore - Part 1
Kevred replied to Kevred in [Issue 31] The Titancore - Part 1 Newspaper Archive
Read the previous chapter Secrets of the Titancore “This beauty is equipped with Mark III Cannons for close-range dog fighting, and a long-range MOAV Ion Repulsor for sniping. Plus, you also have a pair of Thetacron missiles! Isn’t that just amazing?” Nergos, always excited when it comes to new spaceships, continued to boast about the Perseus while my thoughts wandered off towards the events that happened on Genetara. After a bit of fiddling around, I concluded that the best place to go if I wanted information would be the Rogue Science League, a bunch of no-gooders expelling at cyber attacks and strategy. The battle of the Flaming Ranges, a two-week firefight between RSL and Terrans cruisers, was a massive lost for the latter due to the RSL's unrivaled strategists. So, naturally, I wasn't too excited to go and see them. But I didn’t let my emotions show, as I saw how happy Nergos was, and didn’t want to, like they say, poop the party. So I listened absentmindedly throughout the day as Nergos introduced me to my new Battlecruiser. While the crew was making last-minute preparations on the Perseus VI, I messaged the link I found on a classified website. Surprisingly, I got a hologram chat request immediately. Do these guys d anything else but stare at their computers the whole day? It wouldn't surprise me. Most of them wear eye-sight correctors, or ESO. I wonder how the people living in the 21th century managed to live with those huge hideous things they called "glasses". Anyways, I accepted the request, and a dark veiled figure immediately popped out of my holo-projector. “Hi, I would like to speak with your leader, would that be possible?”, I asked, trying my best to sound poilte. “No.” “Is he busy? Can I see him later?” “No.” “In that case, I’ll leave you my comm link so he can message me when he has the time, alright?” “No.” “Are you smart?” “No.” “Seriously, I really need to see him, tell him I have questions concerning the Titancore.” After a long pause, the figure finally replied: “Come to Aquila Trime in 2 hours sharp. Be late and we’ll...consider you an intruder.” “Wait, doesn't Aquila Trime belong to the Terrans?” “Not anymore.” That last line filled me with dread. I immediately began the lauch sequence of the Perseus. This was going to be a long day. After seven hours of flight, the Perseus finally neared Aquila Trime. Through the panoramic windows of the Captain's quarters, I stared in disbelief at the carnage. Space debris, corpses floating around, nuclear waste, battered ships, it was hell in space. I ordered all crew to stay on board while I "investigated" what happened to the base. I didn't like lying, I never did, but sometimes you just have to. After all, those years of experience lying to teachers must come in handy sometime, so why not now? If my superiors found out that I was communicating with public enemy no.1, it'd surprise me if I was even allowed a proper burial. As I walked down the corpse-filled hallways of Aquila Trime, I suddenly heard a loud voice booming over the speakers: “Welcome to the RSL, Arshton Callidus.” The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I never told anyone my last name. Cautiously, I reached for the door from which the voice came from, but before I could open it the voice said: “Don't touch to door. We to parliate over the speakers. No strangers to allowed to see me. Say what you have to say, and to leave.” Judging from the abundant 'to's in his talking, I predicted that I was listening to a Cerulean. The fact that they believed in peace was a bonus, but they are known to be cruel and devious if it helped keep their race away from danger. For example, during the Battle of the Flaming Ranges, they assassinated their own Governor, who was intent on having the Cerulean participate in the war at the sides of the Terrans. "You have three questions to ask.", the voice announced. So I shouted, “How do you know my last name?” There was laughter at the other end of the speakers. "That's your first question? Very well. We've hacked into every computer in to the world, so yes, we know quite a few things.” “What is the Titancore?” “I believe your leaders have already told you that. It’s a massive A.I. the size of a star base, with information to almost every thing in the world. It is located to Sector C, which is why the Terrans have sent you there. They wanted to detonate the bomb in your ship, which would have eradicated everything to that Sector, including the Titancore.” “Why are they so intent on getting rid of the Titancore?” ”It knows the location to the most powerful thing ever to have existed in the universe, created by the an ancient species called the Forgotten." "What thin-" "That is all to be said. Now to our payment, you obviously will not be able to afford it. Thus, you must be cleared. Have a good day" The speakers retracted. Several doors opened all at once, spilling out hordes of robotic soldiers. I did bring a pistol in case things took an unexpected turn, but I wasn't expecting an army of fighter drones armed with flesh-tearing rifles. Shooting a few useless shots towards the enemy, I backed off, trying to come back the way I came, but a panel slid shut and cut off my escape route. Then I realized I only brought one cartridge of ammunition. Great, 6 bullets against a dozen titanium-reinforced robots. This is going to be so easy. Hiding behind some debris, I emptied out both my pistol and my grenades, while causing little to no damage to the AI's. The grey army advanced, guns charged, not bothered by the bullets ricocheting on their metal skulls. Strangely, none of them shot. Even more peculiar, they didn't shoot when I popped out of cover, trying to grab a metal knife lying on the floor. Noticing it, I slowly approached them, to the extent of grabbing them, but they didn't react. I waved his hand in front of their sensors. Bad idea. The walls exploded, sending an intense wave of heat, knocking me to the ground. My ears ringed and my head throbbed, but through the midst of chaos I heard a familiar voice. "Grab him!", the voice said. The voice...the voice...half-conscious, I remembered why it sounded so familiar. It was the voice associated to the only memory I had of my parents. I mumbled: "Mom?" "Yes, I have returned.", the voice replied in a soft, but cold voice. "It's nice to see you again, brother.", another voice said. The last thing I saw was Andros' boots kicking my gun away. -
Contest [Issue 31] Describe This in 100 Words!
Kevred replied to Kevred in [Issue 31] Describe This in 100 Words! Newspaper Archive
The second "remake" one! You can find the first one here. For those of you who have never heard of this, the task is simple. Describe a given picture in 100 words! Obviously it doesn't have to be exactly 100 words, around it is okay. You can write whatever and however you want, but your entry must describe the picture in some way. Also, from experience of the previous contest, I've added a new set of rules: -One entry per player (If an individual posted two entries relating to the contest "Describe This in 100 Words", may it be PM or in this topic, then both posts of said individual will be DISQUALIFIED and not considered.) -Anything under 90 or over 125 words will be DISQUALIFIED -Entries that were plagiarised will be DISQUALIFIED -Entries that are original will get BONUS POINTS -People that are not having fun will be STARED -People who put their word count in their post will be APPRECIATED Prizes: 1st place: 30 000 crystals 2nd place: 20 000 crystals 3rd place: 10 000 crystals Consolation prizes of 5000 crystals will be given to deservable entries. ;) So, here is the picture: Entries will be accepted until February 22nd. Winners will be announced next issue! Good luck, and remember, have fun!- 294 replies
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Hmm...true that. I'll try to make the next one more detailed.
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Don't worry, only when you're in the high-ranks you make vids. Not much pride in becoming WO5 :P
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Why the question? And yes I do :)
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